❝yeah, we decided to continue. we still don't have a name for this tour - but there was a good name on twitter, something about stylan. ❞
in which niall and harry don't want to drop their music career, so they begin their own tour.
all rights reserv...
@MikaelaHS: I SAW NARRY HOING INSIDE TGE TOUR BUS YALL NIALL WINKED AT ME
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@papilinson: IVE GOT AN AUTOGRAPH THEUYRE SO CUTE | @papilinson: @papilinson AND THEY WERE HOLDING HANDS FOR A SECOND |
@Stylinson91: @papilinson bITSODJ DUD YOU AMKE LICTURES?? |
@tourstylan: @papilinson Best friends like to hold hands.
- @aimhysl: Niall and Harry got me like
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"Niall! Oh my!!!!!" Sentences like that were thrown at me (I don't complain but it was really loud). I started to wave at everyone who was standing behind the fences. My tour partner and boyfriend was in another car, we both decided to split up on the way to our tour bus cause I had to get some things from the city and he was on the way to meet an old friend.
It didn't bothered me that he wanted to go alone, cause a relationships only works if people give each other enough space if they ask for it. And I also had something to do on my own.
Anyway, I came 'home' first and saw all the people standing behind the dances and waiting in line for the concert we'd give tonight. It was the 8th march, 2017 and there were still hours left till the concert would start. Dedication at its finest, so I decided to dedicate my free time to our fans.
"Bryan, I want to sign autographs and take pictures." I nodded my head and pointed towards the noisy crowd.
After we cleared that, I walked towards the girls and boys. It was as if they got louder from every step I took towards them. "Who'd like a picture and some autographs? " after the screaming of several me's I nodded and began to sign papers, pictures and more.
I even took presents like drawings they got for me and Harry — of course I had to give them my security guard Bryan first.
"N-Niall! Can yo-you say Hi Charlie? Please! He's a big fan but couldn't attempt because of surgery." I agreed and looked at her, waiting for her to start recording me. "Now?" She nodded.
"Hello Charlie, here is Niall ! How are you? Thanks for supporting us. Hope your surgery goes well and eh –" I stopped talking after some hands covered my eyes and the screaming started again, of course I knew who it was. "Harold!"
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After the little fan visiting we decided that it's time to get a little rest for tonight's show.
Harry and I were in the master bedroom of our tour bus, we decided to share it instead of splitting up so that none of us had to sleep in the sleeping bunk. The green eyed boy smiled down at his phone, putting it away and then he sighed in satisfaction. "What'd you do?" I asked curiously.
He just shrugged his shoulders, "what do you mean?"
And that made me roll my eyes but my smile never faded away. I was standing, exchanging my white shirt for a grey one. When I was about to put the new shirt on I was stopped by Harry. He poked my abdomen region where a slight hickey was. I gasped at his cold touch, slapping his hand away and saying: "Don't touch me with your fish hands dude. They're cold!"
"Yeah but did you know, " his pout changed into a knowing smile, he then cleared his throat after his attempt to speak. "That people with cold hands have the warmest heart?" He looked at me in a cute way, making me drop the shirt and just giving myself away. I dropped on my knees in front of him, taking his cold hands and lifting them towards my face. I started to kiss the palms them but I never looked away, my eyes were focused on the forest green ones.
"Now is the cue to ask me out." I nodded.
"Harry, would you make me the happiest man alive and go out to dinner with me?" A smile appeared slightly on the rose lips of Harry, but his eyes looked kinda sad and that was worrying me. So I stood up and sat myself beside him, pulling him into my arms and whispering: "Remember the pizzeria we drove past, we're going for a date tonight after the concert at this exact place. Okay Buttercheeks?" Harry snorted at the weird petname and nodded his head, mumbling against my bare shoulder that he would love that.
"Can I get a whole pizza?"
"Heck you can get two if you want!" That was my cue to stand up and to pick the fallen shirt up. I clapped the little dust away and pulled it over my head and arms. I then looked back at the guy that managed to keep me happy whenever and wherever. He was giving me a look of maybe love?
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HAHA GET IT? THE SONG REFERENCE ?? IM SO LAME LOL
anyway, here it is!! sorry again for updating so late //:
this chapter isn't even really edited and full of crap?¿ I tried to make it good and sweet, hah
we actually only planned the half Europe tour for Stylan lmao I forgot to continue /:
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